The girl clenched her small fists, head bowed, still struggling with her inner turmoil.
Ye Zhou stepped in first and said, "It's okay to go in and take a look. I don't necessarily have to buy anything. However, I need to buy some clothes for myself. I'm going in."
"Hey, Ye Zhouzhou, wait for me!" The girl didn't care about anything else and followed him into the lingerie store.
An Youhe walked inside with her head down, too shy to look up.
In fact, she wears the same clothes for at least three or four years. She only buys new clothes when she can no longer fit into them.
She hasn't bought any clothes like this in two years.
The ever-increasing capacity caused her immense distress.
Ye Zhou didn't care. This kind of store was no different from other stores; they all sold clothes, the only difference being that one was for wearing on the outside and the other was for wearing on the inside.
In his past life, he was someone who would go into a personal care store as casually as buying instant noodles.
Ye Zhou picked up a large black cloth pocket and showed it to An Youhe.
"How about this one? What do you think?"
An Youhe then raised her head next to Ye Zhou.
When she saw the pocket-shaped container in front of her, she felt a little strange. Before she could ask, she remembered that when Ye Zhou came to see her in women's clothing before, the container inside was gray and stuffed full.
Thinking of this, An Youhe's heart began to pound uncontrollably, and she lowered her head even further.
Ye Zhou was puzzled. "Isn't this pretty?"
"Yes, you look good in anything."
Ye Zhou curled his lip, "A woman's mouth is a lying devil; you didn't even look up once."
Originally, the plan was to take An Youhe to buy clothes, but the girl was too easily embarrassed, and before they knew it, Ye Zhou was the one buying clothes.
An Youhe looked up in a panic, "Beautiful, beautiful."
"Boss, I'll take this one."
The proprietress packed Ye Zhou up in a plastic bag and said with a smile to her customer, "Five yuan."
An Youhe immediately perked up. Five yuan, that's cheap!
Ye Zhou gave the shopkeeper five yuan.
The girl finally looked up in the store and glanced at the women's section.
I was greatly shocked and couldn't understand it at all.
Some clothes are red striped, which don't cover anything at all. What's the difference between wearing them and not wearing anything?
Would anyone actually like wearing this kind of clothing?
Others are mesh-like, exposing areas that shouldn't be exposed.
An Youhe didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.
She returned home disappointed from the piles of clearance-priced clothes.
My hands are empty.
"Aren't you going to buy one?" Ye Zhou asked.
An Youhe was somewhat frustrated, even a little self-conscious, "They don't have my number."
That's why she's reluctant to buy undergarments; it's difficult to find her size.
"Let's go," An Youhe said, walking forlornly at the front.
Ye Zhou did not chase after the girl.
Instead, she picked up the most expensive comfort undergarment in the store from the display counter.
"Baby, don't walk so fast, wait for me." Ye Zhou strode quickly and caught up with the girl in just a few steps.
A packaging bag appeared in front of the girl.
"I bought it for you," Ye Zhou said.
An Youhe opened the packaging bag with some skepticism and casually flipped through it.
They're underwear with little strawberries printed on them!
Her favorite food is strawberries.
"But, isn't this too big?" the girl said somewhat embarrassedly.
"You can try it, it'll be perfect, my eyesight has never been wrong."
An Youhe suddenly bristled and turned to stare at Ye Zhou: "From now on, you are not allowed to look at him again, Ye Zhou, you big hooligan."
"Alright, alright, I really didn't look on purpose. I'm a gentleman, and a gentleman wouldn't stare at someone's private parts like that."
The girl blushed and pouted, "You, you're still looking!"
Ye Zhou smiled and looked straight ahead. "Okay, I'm not watching anymore."
An Youhe looked at the style again, "Are you sure it won't be too big? Should we return it?"
"Tsk, why would I lie to you? It really won't get big. Even if it does get big, there's still room for it to grow, although it won't grow any taller."
An Youhe pouted, "Ye Zhouzhou, if you keep doing this, I'll... I'll ignore you for a minute."
"I was wrong, don't ignore me, I'll buy you something delicious." Ye Zhou smiled, putting one arm around the girl's shoulder.
The department store has many floors, and each floor sells different products.
Ye Zhou selected several coats for An Youhe based on his own aesthetic sense.
Although An Youhe has a sweet appearance, she doesn't usually care much about dressing up and only cares about whether her clothes are wearable.
The most common items are a few sportswear shirts and pants.
Ye Zhou, on the other hand, is a fashion darling. He doesn't like wearing flashy clothes, and he used to be clueless about fashion, relying solely on his looks to pull off a burlap sack.
Now he's practically at the forefront of fashion because his outfits are all inspired by Korean drama male leads.
Gradually, he also developed his own unique aesthetic sense.
He picked out five pieces of clothing from a pile on the shelf and stuffed them all into the girl's arms.
"Try all of these."
"oh oh."
"If you're unsure about the size of your underwear, you can try it on in this fitting room."
An Youhe blushed and protested softly, "Ye Zhou."
The girl went into the fitting room and tried on five outfits, all of which were perfect.
A green duffle coat paired with a plaid mini skirt.
Ye Zhou stood behind the girl, admiring her.
Any clothes look different on An Youhe, she looks so beautiful.
Do you like it?
"I like it, Ye Zhou, you're amazing."
Ye Zhou smiled confidently, "From now on, I'll be your fashion stylist. Follow me, and I'll buy you lots of beautiful clothes."
The girl wrapped her arms tightly around Ye Zhou's waist, pleadingly saying in a coquettish tone, "Ye Zhou~"
Ye Zhou was delighted. "Call me Daddy."
"Hehe, I won't call you that."
"I just can't do anything with you."
After Ye Zhou paid the bill first, An Youhe was carrying several bags of clothes, too many to carry in both hands.
Ye Zhou grabbed several bags of clothes and put them into his own hands. "I'll hold them for you."
"No need, I'm very strong."
"Tsk, listen to me, who lets their girlfriend carry their bag when they go out?"
"Hehe, okay." The girl smiled innocently.
Touched by the girl's genuine smile, Ye Zhou couldn't help but smile as well.
The girl ran ahead and quickly pushed a small cart over.
"Ye Zhouzhou, put it in the shopping cart. It won't be tiring to push it."
"Not tired, men never complain about being tired," Ye Zhou said, putting the items in his hands into the shopping cart.
I wasn't tired, but the handles of the plastic bags hurt my hands.
When I opened my hand, there were several red marks on my palm, all from being strangled.
The girl held Ye Zhou's two large hands, blew on his palms, her eyes filled with heartache and guilt.
"Does it hurt? I should have gone to find the shopping cart sooner."
"A kiss will make it stop hurting." Ye Zhou continued to display his old rogue-like demeanor.
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